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It takes him enough time to realise that it’s perhaps a joke he’s meant to be responding to, so he purses his lips in thought for moments before finally shaking his head in defeat. “I’ve got no clue — where?

An intake of breath, as if he were shocked the other didn’t already know the answer– before wiggling his arms further into his sweater, deigning to mimic two alligator mouths which - did this have anything to do with the joke?- he used to push along the act. “He kept them in his sleevies.”